I've got one for you. Would love to hear your thoughts.
I dream that I'm in a 'hospital' bed, it looks more like a room in a house, but there are nurses around. A nurse walks in and lays a baby on my pillow, apparently it's mine. The baby is tiny, the size of my hand, frail.
In the dream I fall asleep and when I wake up the nurse tells me that the baby died, but I don't believe her. I insist the child is still alive. The nurse opens the curtains and outside is a field of mud for as far as the eye can see and pigs eating dead babies. The nurse leaves me sobbing and hysterical. She returns some time later with the remains that she's retrieved from the mud, the remains are of a baby that was a normal size while I plead and explain that my child was tiny and this couldn't possibly be mine. She has no compassion and walks out.